A Tram Ride in Prague

Our tram car sets off upon a mighty jolt

And proceeds with haughty, indignant haste, 

Which seems to suggest there is no time to waste. 

The speed increases as we race down the hill,

We're holding on tight to the guardrails, still,

Before we slow down to an easier rhythm,

As we turn round a corner and start to climb,

Leaving tall buildings and  hotels behind.

 

More tramlines join and diverge once again.

Our destination is, as yet, unknown,

But the chances of changing have now, been blown.

A cathedral, a palace and, behold, a great castle, 

Then, into a tunnel as we start to descend. 

Above all the pavements and touristy hastle, 

Proudly riding our chosen tram line

Right to the very end... 

 

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John Botterill

Mon 26th Sep 2022 14:28

Thanks very much Martin. Prague has a special atmosphere certainly. We saw a video of Prague in 1900 and it was unchanged. Trams were in charge then, too 😂

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Martin Elder

Mon 26th Sep 2022 12:40

yes, I agree with Stephen I was definitely on the journey with you and imagined something along the lines of 'The third man'
Nice one

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John Botterill

Sun 25th Sep 2022 08:26

Thanks very much, Stephen. It was a more or less authentic description. I was also going for a bit of fatalistic determinism, too. Who knows where life will take us?
Thanks for the likes, Frederick, Julie Nigel and John C 😀

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Stephen Gospage

Sun 25th Sep 2022 08:11

You made me feel I was with you in the tram, John. There's something special about travelling to the end of a line - a terminus has a special atmosphere.

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